After hanging up the phone, Ye Fan said goodbye to Mrs. Zhao and then returned to Jin Zhilin as quickly as possible.
He shouted to Ye Wujiu while searching for his traces.
Ye Wujiu stayed in Jinzhilin from morning to night. Ye Fan really didn't believe that he would be kidnapped by Miao Jinge.
But after searching for it, he couldn't find Ye Wujiu.
Su Xi'er and Sun Bufan also said they hadn't seen Ye Wujiu for a long time.
The phone couldn't even be reached.
"Your father finished his meal at noon and was about to take a nap. Suddenly he felt too full, so he said he would go for a walk in a nearby park."
Seeing Ye Fan's anxious look, Shen Biqin, who ran out of the kitchen, was heartbroken. She grabbed Ye Fan's arm and said:
"I left and haven't come back yet."
"I thought he was playing chess in the card corner... Ye Fan, what happened?"
"Did something happen to your father?"
"This old guy, how many times have I told him to just stay in the hospital and sweep the floor if he has nothing to do, but he just ran out for a walk."
"These are troubled times, and something will happen if you are not careful."
"Ye Fan, you must save your father and never let anything happen to him."
She had always been submissive, but she still didn't want anything to happen to Ye Wujiu.
At the same time, the Longdu Police Branch also called, informing them that the two bodyguards following Ye Wujiu had been knocked unconscious in the park.
At this point, Ye Fan confirmed that Ye Wujiu had indeed been kidnapped.
"It's too much to bully others."
"Miao Jinge, if you dare to touch my father, I will let your Miao family be buried with him."
Ye Fan punched the wall angrily, and once again found that he had not killed enough people and his fangs were not sharp enough.
Then, he stretched out his hand to support Shen Biqin and said:
"Mom, don't worry, dad will be fine."
"I will definitely bring him back safely."
After saying that, Ye Fan turned around and left the medical center. Ye Zhendong wanted to follow him, but Ye Fan refused without hesitation.
Ye Zhendong is Jin Zhilin's magic needle. As long as he stays in Jin Zhilin, everyone in Jin Zhilin will be fine.
Now Ye Fan doesn't want anything to happen again.
When he got into the car and left, Ye Fan sent five text messages in one breath, Yuan Qingyi, Cai Lingzhi, Dugu Shang, Tang Ruoxue, and a Zhong Tianshi...
In fifty minutes, a special plane flew directly from Longdu to Miaocheng.
At 7:15 in the evening, the Octagonal Tower in Miaocheng was decorated with lanterns.
The building, which is structured like a trigram, not only makes the Miao family's old residence pleasing to the eye, but also makes its layers of protection impregnable.
In every corner, every floor, and every entrance and exit, there are Miao descendants hidden in plain sight.
Coupled with the captive snakes, insects and other poisonous creatures, five or six hundred people would not be able to carry it here.
At this moment, in the front hall on the second floor of the Octagonal Building, there is an Eight Immortals table. Sitting at the table, you can not only see the lights of thousands of houses in Miaocheng, but also the main door of the Octagonal Building.
Miao Jinge was sitting at the head of the Eight Immortals table at this time, entertaining the dull Ye Wujiu with a smile on his face:
"Brother Ye, come on, fried silkworm chrysalises with green onions, deep-fried golden cicadas, and ice-cold snake skin, these are Miaocheng's specialties."
"It's hard to eat something you usually can't eat. Come all the way to try it."
Miao Jinge is tall, strong and has a full beard. At first glance, he looks a bit aggressive.
It's just the sinister eyes that flicker, but it gives people the dangerous aura of a cobra.
On both sides of the front hall, there were more than thirty Miao masters standing, all with indifferent expressions and carrying long axes on their backs, waiting for Ye Fan and the others to appear.
There was also a big man about two meters tall, sitting on a bench in the corner, sharpening a sharp machete.
The blade is sharp and scary to look at.
"President Miao, you're welcome, you're welcome."
Ye Wujiu sat opposite Miao Jinge, looking around worriedly and flattered, and responded to Miao Jinge:
"I have a bad appetite recently and can't eat these good things."
"I'll just eat a few peanuts."
He grabbed a handful of cumin peanuts from the table and ate them one by one, as if he was not used to such a big scene.
"Brother Ye, you are really out of touch."
Miao Jinge smiled helplessly: "You came so far away and didn't eat or drink anything. When Inspector Ye comes over later, he will only blame me for not treating you well."
"He is my immediate boss. Aren't you making things difficult for me?"
He poured Ye Wujiu a glass of strong wine: "And there are some wines and some dishes. Once you miss them, you won't be able to eat them again."
"President Miao, are you trying to kill me?"
Ye Wujiu blinked and looked at Miao Jinge:
"Actually, I'm just a sailor. I have no background, no wealth, no connections, and no value at all."
"It's really unnecessary for you to go to all the trouble to get me here."
"Besides, isn't your rule that grievances in the world should bring harm to the family? Isn't it unkind to tie me up?"
He was so exhausted mentally and physically that he felt like a turtle. He didn't even dare to win at chess in the park, yet he was invited here anyway.
Just invite me, and invite me to such an important place as the Octagon Tower. There are more than two thousand people in front and behind me. I can’t finish them all...
"I don't want to invite Brother Ye over either."
"But your son Ye Fan has always been against me. He captured my eldest son and my youngest son. He also killed more than a hundred elites."
Miao Jinge told Ye Wujiu with a serious look:
"By the way, he also killed our old clan member Miao Taidou, who treated me like a father."
"Elder Duanmu is also a close friend of mine. How can I not seek justice?"
"Grudges in the world of martial arts really don't harm the family, so if I kidnap you secretly and kill you, then it's not a grudge in the world of crime, but a personal grudge."
Miao Jinge took a sip of strong wine: "Of course, this is a bit self-deceiving, so after you die, I will punish myself with three drinks, and this matter will be over."
"If you have a grudge against Mark, you should settle the score with Mark."
Ye Wujiu smiled bitterly: "Although he is my son, he is already an adult and he can bear the consequences on his own. It is not appropriate for me as a father to bear the consequences."
While talking, he ate a few more peanuts and scanned several dark places in the Octagon Building.
There are not only mechanisms in those locations, but also gunmen, with huge lethality.
"I want to go to Longdu to settle accounts with Ye Fan."
Miao Jinge looked like he understood Ye Wujiu, and then there was emotion on his face:
"But I am just a warrior, my ancestors were slaves, and I am born with low self-esteem. When I think of all the dignitaries in Longdu, my legs tremble."
"When I went to Longdu and saw such a big city and such big officials, I probably knelt down on the spot. How could I talk about revenge?"
"So after much thought, I decided to borrow Brother Ye's blessing and invite Ye Fan to come to Miaocheng."
"Don't worry, as long as he delivers Miao Jingyun and Miao Zhuifeng intact, I will let you father and son get on their way happily."
"If you suffer even the slightest bit, I, Miao Jinge, will pay you back with my life, and I will definitely bury you in a geomantic treasure land so that you can find a good family in your next life."
Miao Jinge's heartfelt words were filled with a hint of killing.
Ye Wujiu smiled bitterly: "It seems that President Miao can't give me a way out."
"What joy is there in life, and what sorrow is there in death?"
Miao Jinge picked up the wine glass: "My head fell off, but after eighteen years I became a good man again."
Ye Wujiu also held up the cup:
"Give me a coffin?"
"Give!"
"Send a tombstone?"
"deliver!"
"Do father and son share the same cave?"
"Must be together."
"Okay, I understand."
"Brother Ye, just understand. Come on, cheers!"
"Dry……"
Ye Wujiu and Miao Jinge clinked their wine glasses together, then drank the strong liquor in the glasses.
it's time……
"boom--"
At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the main gate of the Octagon Tower, and then the heavy copper doors fell to both sides.
Amidst the flying dust, a huge figure appeared in the sight of countless people.
At the same time, an extremely suffocating cold air came straight into the front hall of the Octagon Building.
